SEAN PENN

Posted on April 8, 2022 by oneta hayes

Sean Penn! That was my reaction when I heard it from the Holy Spirit.

Last Saturday, I was sitting with my husband, sons, and daughter-in-law. We were discussing the importance of praying in an unknown tongue/language. I told them one of the strangest things that I ever experienced regarding that topic. Let me tell you about it.

A few years ago, as I prayed, I sensed the words “Sean Penn.” Sean Penn! I knew nothing about that guy except that I thought he was an ugly actor. But I did pray. Probably at least partly in English, maybe in tongues. I don’t remember.

That was on Saturday that I talked with my family. On Monday or Tuesday night there was Sean Penn on Hannity, and he was telling of his experiences and involvement in Ukraine. I have no explanation at all except that I am now convinced the need for prayer for Sean Penn that day involved the need regarding Ukraine. At least that is what I think I know. 😀

I tell you people who sit on the edge in following Christ, you are missing some of the most amazing adventures that the Holy Spirit would like to walk you through. You’ll not find it in “eat, drink, and be merry.”

(In case any of you know Sean Penn, tell him the Lord is using him whether he knows it or not; you need not tell him I think he is ugly. That wouldn’t be nice.)

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GOD SPOKE. THE FLOWERS BLOOMED

Posted on April 7, 2022 by oneta hayes

Genesis 1:12, “The land produced vegetation: plants bearing seed according to their kinds …”  So flowers began.  Now what  might God have thought would be good reasons for man to have flowers?

  1. They are pretty, even beautiful. Unlike animals, some of which are ugly.
  2. They cause man to be healthy. Don’t see how?  Try growing them while sitting on the couch watching T.V. Won’t work, get that body moving!
  3. They add to a nation’s economy. For example, transport costs to get the roses from point of growth to Walmart in Cleveland.
  4. They draw the attention of bees, pollinating fruit trees in the process.
  5. They beckon hummingbirds. Giving me a flutter in the tummy as I watch the flutter of their wings.
  6. They make loving gifts. The gift which many little boys trade for mommy’s kisses.
  7. They make loving gifts. The gift with which many big boys say “I’m sorry.”
  8. They pose gracefully and sit still. Traits appreciated by still-life artists everywhere.
  9. They make fabulous door prizes. Envied by all the others who only received a MacDonald’s gift certificate.
  10. And, the grand finale – They give me a peek into the mind of God the Creator, who says, “My thoughts are not your thoughts.” God’s thoughts – giving dandelions to boys to blow into the wind,  daisies to girls to wish upon, violets to women to prove their green thumbs, and roses to men to express their romance.

Oh, you might say, “I don’t believe that was in God’s thoughts.”  Maybe not.  Maybe he just thought “I’ll give them flowers and see what they will do with them.”  Either way, I think flowers are a pretty significant addition to the wonders of the world!

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THINKING CAN BE TIME-CONSUMING

Posted on April 5, 2022 by oneta hayes

WOW! Ps. 18:19 He (God) delighted in me?!! He didn’t rescue me because I delighted in Him (why would I not) but He delighted in me (why would he)? Oh, WOW. Just take some time here. This will knock your socks off if you will give that thought some time.

Confession time. I cut some tags off my pillow. Report me to the DOJ. They haven’t been able to find any problems in Washington. Be a good citizen, although it will take you some time.

Think what is not said. USA Today headline: ALMOST HALF TAX RETURNS HAVE BEEN FILED. AVERAGE REFUND 12 PERCENT. You can’t just scan across this little earthshaking news. I ask you “Who files the first tax returns?” Answer: “People who are expecting refunds” that’s who! Of course, Non-Thinkers think Biden is giving a bunch of tax money back. Come on, Man, think.

The lady whose picture I used at the top sure needed to fix her hair. I tell you that hairstyle had just come from the salon. It was time-consuming but she did not use any fake hair to achieve this effect.

Don’t you think this story is funny? My family did. While I was walking at the Center today, I saw a young mother with a boy about ten years old. She was instructing him how to use a particular apparatus. He was doing a good job; I stopped and complimented him. He and his mother looked very much alike. I said, “You look so much alike, this must be your son or your dad; I betting on him being your son.” Without cracking a smile, she said he was her son. Oh, my. I’m sure she explained to the son that I was just a dithering old woman. It must have been a teachable moment for her! Lesson on how to be kind to old folk, especially those who are becoming senile. 😀

I met a friend today whose husband is killing himself by smoking. Is he a Christian? I think so. One thing I know is that smoking is time-consuming. I will be back to consume lots more time on this subject. Later.

Oh dear, all this thinking is so time-consuming!

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NEGOTIATING A SETTLEMENT

Posted on April 4, 2022 by oneta hayes

The following scenario was from many years ago. It took place when my grandsons were about four and five.

Sammy, the younger child, is playing with a little cross.

Danny “Pretend you didn’t want it,” as he reaches for it.”

Sammy: “Pretend I did want it but I let you play with it.”

Danny: “Pretend we share.”

Sammy: “Yeah, because we’re brothers.”

They sat down on the floor and began to play together.

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NKJ Matthew 18:3 “Assuredly, I say to you, unless you are converted and become as little children, you will by no means enter the kingdom of heaven.”

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I ALMOST FLUNKED THE TEST

Posted on April 1, 2022 by oneta hayes

The question came to me this morning regarding sanctification. It had been stated that Pentecostal Holiness people believed a Christian could not sin. As far as I know, my people (PH) never said a Christian could not sin; they taught that a sanctified Christian did not have to sin. We have the sanctifying blood of Jesus to help us say no to temptation. We are not physically restrained from making a choice to sin but we are spiritually restrained to not sin. Well, well. ….. If you interested in more regarding this topic, check here. https://onetahayes.com/gods-provision/jehovah-mkaddish-my-holiness/

A TEMPTATION (TEST) I ALMOST FLUNKED

In my school I had a reputation of being an outstanding teacher, respected by administration, parents, teachers, and students. I was lead teacher, assigned to committees, in charge when the principle was gone, all that ego-stroking good stuff. Although it’s very immodest to say so, I was considered the “go to” teacher in that school. I worked extremely hard for that reputation.

There is a problem in the horizon! A new teacher came on board. She was smart! She was pretty! She was sweet! She was put on the committee I wanted on.

As I did almost every morning, I got to school early, checked the mail. There was a letter from the administration confirming her appointment. Oh, the possibilities that popped into my head. Lose the letter. File 13, maybe? Stick it under the third class stuff? I could even take it, put it on my desk under papers to be graded. If I was caught, I could just claim I brought it up to give Mrs. K with my congratulations. 😀

Well, I didn’t do any of that. If I had, I probably wouldn’t be telling the story. This story shows that it is not always money that spells Waterloo for everyone. For me, it was pride – and jealousy! Probably breaking the Tenth Commandment!

I wonder if the brilliant teacher to whom I refer still lives. She is several years younger than I. If she sees or hears about this, I send my love. Mrs. K was most deserving.

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ESSENTIAL JOBS

Posted on March 30, 2022 by oneta hayes
Photo by Daniil Ustinov on Pexels.com

Peering through dense fog,

Patrick struggled against panic.

Was the watchtower manned?

********

Dedicated to faithful workers who might not see themselves as very important. Your alertness might rescue someone some day.

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A WOW SCRIPTURE FROM PSALMS

Posted on March 30, 2022 by oneta hayes

I am feasting on Ps. 32:1-2 “blessed is the man whose sin the Lord does not count against him”

No, they are not against me because they were already counted against Jesus. Amazing. Can you imagine people who insist on carrying their own sins even when Jesus has already done it?

Our transgressions forgiven; our sins covered! WOW!

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A SIMPLE CHAT

Posted on March 29, 2022 by oneta hayes

Not going to be impressive tonight. It is 11:00 and my last chance to schedule an entry for Friday Fictioneers. I have written it. It is not bad, but it is not good either. I have decided to trash it. That is such a hard thing to do! I spent too much time on it, but it is not worth your time to read it. Say “thanks.” 😀

My blog today, “It’s a Madhouse Here” was a cut and paste from about four years ago. The setting was in an institution for the mentally ill. The main character was Ralph, the theme regarded the chaos that had existed all through his life. As I thought through the stages of his age, I could identify people I know who have had that sort of chaotic life. “Oh, God, how I thank you that I have not had to endure some of the obstacles life that others have. Give us compassion for the hurting.” I once had a neighbor man who would beat a bush in his yard with a long stick. As he did he would call out something like, “I am not a mad man.” I never reached out to him. I know now that he must have had PTSD. I was ignorant of so much.

On the subject of Madhouse, do you, as I, feel our country is becoming one. I was rather glad when our President showed a little backbone this week, but I guess it was a stupid thing to say since it could definitely be taken as a threat to an enemy we do not want to threaten! Better have the big stick ready to wield and I don’t want that.

So thankful for my daddy, Pete, a man of stability and kindness. But he had to leave me. My Heavenly Father will never do that. He said, “Lo, I am with you always even to the end of the age.”

Quietly God called me. Humanly speaking it was no extravaganza; earth scarcely noticed. Yet, I’ve been told beyond the galaxies a fanfare broke out when I said “yes” to him and took his name. (anon)

Tomorrow go out of your house, find a grouch, and try to make him/her smile. Or maybe you can find him/her in your house. Or, is it you? 😀 If so, smile!

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IT’S A MADHOUSE HERE

Posted on March 28, 2022 by oneta hayes
mental health

Ralph sighed and gazed at pebbles between his slippered feet.  He was unusually lucid today.   The sign says, “Mental health facility” but “It’s a madhouse here” is what the residents say.  The words sting. His life, a madhouse.

Three:  Four siblings, five cousins in grandma’s house.  Madhouse!

Eight: Moody stepfather, temper control set on mad.  Madhouse!

Nineteen: Off campus house with four college buddies. Madhouse!

Thirty-six:  Brief tenure as cut-throat attorney – Madhouse!

Forty-eight:  Stock broker.  –  Madhouse!

Fifty-two:  Bankrupt, wife left, ulcer surgery, auto repossessed, phone ringing.  Madhouse!

Sixty:  Echoing in his ears,  “It’s a madhouse here.”

Too lucid today; he regressed into silence.

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SUNDAY SERMON, SILLY SIGNS AND MORE

Posted on March 27, 2022 by oneta hayes

Instead of a Sunday Sermon from me, I am referring a post called “Robbing God” posted by stainedmythespirit. A fantastic perspective of robbing God that goes beyond tithes and offerings – or time, talent, fasting, or anything else I had ever considered. https://stainedbythespirit.wordpress.com/2022/03/26/robbing-god/#like-6341

FROM MY BITS AND PIECES POT:

Sign in hotel lobby:  The manager personally passed all the water served here.

Sign in religious artifacts store:  If you are interested In life after death, try robbing this store.

Sign in cocktail lounge:  All women are requested not to have children in the bar.

Sign in dry cleaners:  Drop your pants here.

*****

Caught by conscience in my sin, I drag myself before your face

And all my shame shouts out my guilt and calls for condemnation.

But as your eyes read all in mine and neither blink nor charge

I hear the call of stones un-thrown and weep in my salvation. 

(Ann Cole, Decision Magazine)

*****

Still He goes on loving me, loving me all the time

I have wounded him, his patience tried

Spurned his tenderness, his name denied

But still He goes on loving me, loving me all the time. 

(Frank Houghton, Decision Magazine)

*****

Cartoon of a teenager with his pants dropped down to lower hips:  “I don’t really like dressing this way, but it is the only way I can keep my parents from dragging me out with them.”

*****

Family Circus:  PJ looking at piano keys.  “There are millions of songs in here, but you have to punch the right ones to get them out.”

*****

In 1993, Evelyn Noestmo lost her ring as she and her husband tried to push their car out of a snow drift.  Three years later she was cooking moose entrails as a treat for their dog.  In those entrails was her lost ring with its distinctive crack  which caused it to fall off in the first place.  (taken from unidentified AP newspaper article)

*****

Wishing you all a joyous Sunday. This is unusual kind of Sunday post, but if you took my advice and read the article by “stainedbythespirit” you have added to your Sunday blessings.

The poems from Decision Magazine magazine were from years ago. I have no idea of how to give the authors credit they are due.

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